The Holder to Cherie's Heart

Hi everyone! :)

So, this is my first story on wattpad. I'm still in the process of getting to know how to post things onto here, so please bare with me. I'm really iffy if i should continue, so do please let me know.

I apologize for any grammar mistakes, please do correct me on that and feel free to give this unexperienced lady some feedback :) I'm a noob, i know, not gonna lie D; LOL.

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WARNING; There are just 3 sentences that gets steamy but you can honestly skip through those 3 sentences and also, there may be cursing this chapter and the next but i try to tone it down throughout the story.

ENJOY BEAUTIFUL MARSHMELLOWS 8) 

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Chapter 1 

It was a beautiful sunny Monday morning and Cherie was in a particular good mood. So she decided to make her homemade dark chocolate lava coffee for her husband, Brody Cooper and surprise him at his office. As she was making her coffee, her phone rang.

‘Hello?’ Cherie answered.

‘Cher! What are you up to today? Skye has been bugging me to see you!’ Elena, Cherie’s best friend called. Skye was Elena’s 1 year old daughter.

Cherie laughed, ‘Awe, I’ll be over tomorrow, how does that sound? I’m planning on surprising Brody today’

‘Skye and I are holding you to it, then. Oh, tell David to come home early if you see him at the office too.'' David Cian, 27, is Elena’s husband of 2 years. He works along side with Brody Cooper at the office.

‘Sure El, I’ll let him know. Well, I’ll talk to you later; I’m making Brody his favorite coffee’

‘Awe, Brody is so lucky to have you. I’ll talk to you later babe!’

Cherie blushed, ‘Bye El’ and hung up.

Cherie is a stunning, 24 year old woman wedding planner. She is the second best wedding planner of Seattle and is married to Brody Cooper; a handsome, classy 27 year old man that runs a business along with his side partner, David Cian. Elena, David’s wife, met when they were in university. She and Cherie have been best friends since they were 16 and decided to set her and David’s best friend, Brody, up on a date. Luckily enough, Cherie and Brody had a connection and well, you could say, the rest was history. All four were the best of friends and did everything together. It’s not a surprise that each couple ended up getting married.

Once Cherie parked into the B&D industries parking lot, she politely greeted the doorman and pressed the button to lead her to the floor she wanted in the elevator. Cherie was wearing a formal knee length skirt, with a black blazer. She attracted many male eyes with her stunning figure and perfect tanned legs.

As Cherie stepped out of the elevator, she saw David.

“Hey Cher!’ David greeted, and enveloped her into one of his famous bear hugs.

Cherie laughed, “David, how are you?’

‘I’m doing fine. Skye has been a hassle at night though. Can’t spend much alone time with Elena’ he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

‘You horn bag.’ Cherie laughed. ‘Oh, Elena told me to tell you to go home early. Get some action tonight, I bet’ Cherie suggested, teasingly.

David burst out laughing into his deep laughs, ‘I’ll be there. You visiting Brody with that coffee?’

Cherie nodded

‘Ah, well get to it, lady. You’re wasting my time!’ David teased

‘Shut up, Dav.  It’s not like you’re wasting any of my time. Go away.’ Cherie played along and walked away but not without looking over her shoulder and smiled.

As she got to Brody’s door, she knocked. No one answered. His secretary was on coffee break so she couldn’t ask her if he had an appointment. Cherie decided to wait in his office then. Once she opened the door, she saw the grossest, the most vulgar sight.

Brody was snogging a blonde lady and they were both half dressed. His bare chest was exposed along with her shirt and skirt. His hands were groping her womanly assets, while she was stumbling with his belt. Moans and groans filled the steamy air as his fingers then slid into her panties and that’s when Cherie couldn’t take it anymore. With moist eyes, she dropped the coffee made especially for Brody. It landed with a thud which was when Brody and the blonde lady pulled apart. He glanced at the door and then his eyes widened. Brody quickly stumbled to retrieve his shirt.

‘Babe. Cher-‘ He stuttered as he pulled his zipper up and walked towards her.

‘Don’t’ She pleaded. ‘Don’t come near me… what- how, how could you?’

‘Cher- It’s… it’s not what it looks like’

‘Then what does it look like, Brody? Tell me, why do I see my husband half naked, and nearly freaking fingering a lady when he’s married? Enlighten me, please.’ She could hear her heart breaking each second that went by.

“Cherie, I love you, you know that, It, I, -‘

“You’re a disgusting, filthy pig, you know that? I wanted to fucking surprise you today! But, I guess the roles have reversed, huh? I can’t believe you. If you loved me, you wouldn’t do that to me. You wouldn’t hurt me. People who love each other don’t do that. I’ve been faithful to you these whole 6 years of being together. Who knows how long you’ve been cheating on me. Why didn’t I see this coming…You disgust me, you bastard. Have fun with that whore you have there. Disgusting filth, I can’t believe you.’ She sneered and strutted out of the office.

Brody swore. He knew he was dead for he knew Cherie never swore, ever. He glared at the lady who tried to introduce a new idea to him for his business. More like introduce her body to him.

“Get. Out’’ He sneered. He fetched all of the clothes that belonged to her and threw them at her and pushed her out of the office.  Once the door was slammed shut, he slumped onto his office chair and put his head into his hands and once in 15 years of his 27 years, he cried. He cried and knew he had probably lost his wife.

Once Cherie was on the elevator, she broke down. Sobs choked her as tears cascaded her cheeks. ‘Why, why must he do this to me? Fucking moron. Stupid, stupid, stupid.’  she thought.

She ran towards her car, not having a care in the world what people think of her at that moment.

‘Idiot, fucking idiot’ she scolded.

“Great Monday morning, my ass.’ as she drove out of the parking lot with tears blurring her eyes.